I Remember

The Game

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    It's been a long damn time since a nigga sold dope
    But if you put a brick right in front of me, I remember
    Makin' sure they in the triple beam, I remember
    Blow the fully auto magazine, I remember
    (I done fucked so many bitches that I can't remember names
    But if you put that pussy right up in my face, I remember
    Drop that pussy down on the floor, I remember
    The way she coppin' down on the floor, I remember)

    Pop the pussy, don't play with it
    I don't care if kanye hit it, I don't care if jay hit it
    I'm a eat it up and I'm a lay with it
    We shot a chopper at the gun range
    Got stupid cars, got dumb change
    Red bottoms, let the tongue hang
    Got an off-white porsche, cum stain
    I'm whippin' work (I remember)
    Roll up that purp (I remember)
    Pour up that syrup (I don't remember)
    (How tunechi had that purple slushy comin' out that blender)
    Got a keisha, got a rhonda
    Got a nisha, got a tanya
    Met a tishaun, met a honda
    And I eat her anaconda
    Got condoms in that condo
    Got kush breeded in rondo
    Still hit me up for that blow
    You already know

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    Drop top 'rari shit, I drove it like I stole it
    The lambo in the shop, told my bitch to range rove
    Microwave broke, so a nigga had to stove it
    Dropped it off to my auntie, told her hold it
    I'm posted right now, posted in this gucci link
    7 Dead, 30 mill, wonder what kool g think
    Quaters not half o's (I remember)
    Now it's the middle of june, and it's snowing like december
    If it get into the 'sacs in your hood, I could mend ya'
    Ya' nigga talkin' reckless on your song, I'll revenge ya'
    Pull up to the club in a phantom, I had a vision
    Break 'em all down on the hammer, end of vision

    Pop that pussy up in that hydraulics (what's that)
    6 4, Throw that brick inside a pot and cook it, whip it good though
    Baking soda inside of her bowl, hey yo, watch me blow
    Promethazine mixed with a sprite, poor it foo'
    Been sippin' syrup all night, and I get higher than a plane
    Yeah I remember your pussy girl, but I don't know your name
    I got diamonds hanging off, they can talk of the insane
    Ever since I gave her that molly, man that girl ain't been the same
    Better pop pussy for a real nigga
    That's on the way, I'm a deal with ya
    I'm a real boss, that real sauce
    Don't try me bitch, I will floss
    That's real talk, my top off, I'm throw it off
    Homo that green no play golf
    I hustle take no days off

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